I was relieved, finally seeing my family again after eight months. It was nice to know that I was back in a familiar place. The home I was in my whole life before 2010. Hugging them for the first time after such a long time was heart lifting. Obviously, I could not stop talking during the car ride back home, showering my family with all the new experiences I have gone through despite being fatigued from the long hours of traveling.
Basking in the warm and sunny tropical weather again, I spent a lot of time with my family. Going to places which used to be our typical hang out spot and eating all the delicacies I have been craving for. Nasi Lemak, Mee Jawa, Roti Canai, Dim Sum, Chicken Rice, Bak Kut Teh, my taste buds were so pampered! The down side?
My blood, sweat and tears from the gym had totally gone to waste! It doesn’t help that I’m elated when I see my family and friends (and food!) as the Chinese says being plump is a sign of fortune. I also visited places all over Malaysia in hopes of filling my architectural sketchbook.
My friends, on the other hand, took the time to catch up with me, despite their ongoing examinations. That, I am always grateful to. They have always been my pillars of support throughout my time in the UK. It is rather funny to see how they 
have grown up, all progressing towards their respective goals. Driving, clubbing, cooking, things we never did during high school, are the norm now. In fact, I envy seeing them drive everywhere whilst I have to wait until my summer break next year to take up driving.
Indeed, great times pass swiftly. The mere couple of weeks that I have had seemed even shorter. I started packing again, while waiting for my visa application to be approved. A note to all college graduates, VISA APPLICATION IS OF PARAMOUNT IMPORTANCE. I submitted mine slightly later due to some complications of my college certificate and I ended up arriving late at my university, which is something I truly regret.
Towards the last few days before my flight, I started seeing Malaysia in a different way again. I saw my country like how I saw it right before I left for Bellerbys. This time, leaving was even harder as I knew exactly what I was going to miss dearly. Nevertheless, I anticipated this brand new beginning, yet another hopefully fruitful chapter in my life.
This short break meant a lot to me. It gave me the courage and motivation to do this all over again. To live independently, pursuing my dream as a full fledged adult. Here I come, Sheffield. And here I am, your new graduate blogger.
David is a graduate of Bellerbys College, university preparation college for international students
